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Chapter 1825 Fighting(2/2)

It was difficult to summon the sand table during the battle, so Xiao Wencheng had no choice but to point his finger at the golden sword and let it fly into the air, glowing brightly.
The ruins of broken trees and tiles became transparent under its strong light. On the contrary, the living bodies on the battlefield were coated with a layer of golden light, making them look particularly shiny.
Under this kind of perspective light, if He Lingchuan was nearby, he would be invisible and would be scanned out.
But Xiao Wencheng let go of his spiritual thoughts and checked carefully, but still couldn't find this person.
Could it be hiding underground?
If He Xiao ran out of the divine fire barrier, they would never be able to catch him again - although this possibility was very small.
Elder Ning was also troubled by the ghost monkey and the bat demon puppet. These two things were too sensitive and the angle of attack was quite tricky.
The black-armored troops were not idle either, they drew their weapons and came up to do the work.
In normal times, Elder Ning would not have spent much effort in dealing with these dozen people, but after all, he had consumed too much energy in the previous battle and was held back by the two demon puppets. The attack of the black armored army was like a bee.
people.
One or two stings won't kill you, but one sting will hurt.
The black-armored army fought with him, but they spread out and attacked desperately.
In less than five breaths, one person was swept away by the strong wind brought by the feather fan. He was cut into pieces by the wind and frost swords. When he landed, his skin, flesh and clothes flew away, leaving almost only a bloody skeleton.
The magical power of the immortal is so powerful that it is difficult for ordinary practitioners to resist.
But Elder Ning was also secretly frightened. The guards brought by He Xiao were not afraid of death, and their companions died miserably in front of them. They were still focused on attacking, and their plans were clear. Alas, if their Huan Sect disciples had such military qualities, the Tiangong team would be
They have long been no match for them!
At this moment, the bat demon finally made a mistake during the high-intensity battle:
It was too slow to dodge, and its wings were blown by the strong wind. It suddenly lost its balance and fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!
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